This is a song about "Mexican stealing girl"

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I thought i recognized her

I'm mexican rapper

Rapping reall shit and you still think i'm stealing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

And i could see you coming home after work late

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Ironically i'm mexican and still don't understand it